maggots
imagine a bad smell.
then times that by two.
that's close to what this bag of nasty smells like.
they wriggle
whoops apocalypse
last night there was a beautiful but slightly disturbing mushroom cloud growing over the olympic village.
i was nowhere near it, officer.
woke at 2am this morning with tooth-ache.
:(
so much for the clear bill of health at the dentist's yesterday.
i actually think it's some kind of sinus problem as i've been necking pain-killers and it's stayed with me all day.
i got a headache to moan about too.
and
i'm tired.
drove down t' farm this morning to meet a 'crime prevention officer' and to get some forms to join up for 'country eye' the rural equivilent of 'neighbourhood watch'.
seems 'travellers' are the biggest problem where we're going.
same as where we're leaving then...
you'll laugh when i get to mention here what exactly is happening to the perou factory when we leave: what we've had to leave for.
i laugh about it now.
i USED to feel like crying.
whilst packing the office up, i came accross two sheets of negs and a print order for my distant ex-girlfriend's wedding that i shot (some time ago: i NEVER shoot weddings).
i called the number i had for her and her husband (it's been a while since i've spoken to them).
'hi, it's perou...urm...i found a print order for the wedding pictures i shot for you...which i...urm...never got round to doing...would you...ur...like me to get them done still?'
'it's our 10th anniversary tomorrow' said the husband.
'urm...well, it might make a nice anniversary present then, eh?' i wondered sheepishly.
i deserve a medal.
and they win the award for the longest 'not ever asking if i've done their prints yet'...
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